Hold On Or Let Go
40. Isn't that Gay?

Now that Seruni and Mahmudi had returned to the hotel room that had been occupied by Seruni, Seruni had wanted to go home immediately once the business with the police was finished but Mahmudi detained him.

"So papa has promised me to massage my mom's feet. Let's lie down" said Mahmudi, as he led his wife to lay down on a soft foam mattress with white sheets.

"Massage yourself, beware that papa is all kinds!" Threat Seruni.

"Yes ma," Mahmudi replied lethargicly, but his hands still began to massage his wife's legs slowly.

Fifteen minutes passed, there was no conversation between the two of them and only silence was created.

Seruni who felt his pleasure in the massage began to close his eyes, with a tilted body position. While Mahmudi was engrossed with his own mind that began to digress everywhere looking at the foot of the level and smooth belonging to the wife.

Mahmudi's hands began to misbehave, massaging the thigh area while occasionally stroking it to make Seruni protest but with a soft voice due to drowsiness that began to attack. "Pa, control papa's hand."

But Mahmudi shook his head, and his hands grew even more wild. Seruni, who had been overcome by drowsiness, no longer realized what her husband was doing. And Mahmudi took advantage of the opportunity to ask permission, whispering softly in the wife's ear.

"Ma, yes, papa will slow down, if you want to sleep, just sleep." Mahmudi bit Seruni's ear, making Seruni mende*sah.

Mahmudi began to disarm the disfigurement*na in his wife, and also released his own reproach*na rudely and discarded his origin. The man like him can no longer stem the passionate*rat, but Mahmudi can still think to do foreplay so that the wife does not feel pain.

The father-of-three began peppering with his wife, who was between sober and not but responded by making her sexy voice.

Feeling getting a good response from his wife, gai*rah Mahmudi increasingly become. And Mahmudi immediately hugged his wife from behind, about to do the unification.

But unexpectedly, the newly awakened Seruni directly turned his body to face Mahmudi and stared intently at her husband. "You're looking for a chance, pa!" Accuse Seruni with an intimidating look.

"No ma, papa asked for permission from mama.. swear." Mahmudi cupped both hands in front of the chest, "and earlier, my mother also responded well when papa foreplay," he continued.

"I'm sleepy pa, where there are people sleepy response love!" Elak Seruni's.

"Udah, papa get out there! I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Don't bother!" Threaten Seruni, while fixing his longdress that has gone up.

"Ma, what's his fate?" Rajuk Mahmudi while pointing to his property that has stood upright.

"Bathroom over there, there's soap over there?" Reply Seruni without feeling guilty, and return to Mahmudi's back.

"Ma, there's no mama. Why do you have to use soap, ma? Please, ma?" Mahmudi still sulked, while attaching his property to the back of the wife's body.

"No want! Papa is still in time for punishment!" Reply Seruni firmly.

"When is ma?" Ask Mahmudi softly.

"Until proven, that there is only my name in your heart pa," replied Seruni who was steadfast with his stance.

"Well fate.. apes really today," murmured Mahmudi, "but can hug ya ma? Papa promises only to hug, because papa also wants to sleep with mama," pinta Mahmudi with his voice that sounded very pleading.

"Hmmm," replied Seruni with just a mutter.

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While Arif who rode a motorcycle did not go straight home, but turned the other way.

After arriving at the destination, Arif immediately parked his motorcycle. Arif had just unlocked the helmet, when someone said hello.

"Eh, um Arif. Tumben om, play here? What wind is there?" Asked a woman who was the same age as Arif, who had just come out of his residence as soon as he heard the sound of a motorbike stopping in the courtyard of the house.

"Yes mbak, again for this," complained Arif who immediately threw his body on the terrace chair.

"What's the problem? Your wife again? What else is he? Still less, all the pay and overtime you gave him?" Smash that woman.

"Huff,," Arif threw out his coarse breath, "if that's the case, it's mbak. Old song," reply Arif fi flat.

For a moment Arif was silent, and then took the phone out of his pants pocket. His nimble hands open the screen of the phone, like looking for something.

"I've dropped the talaq on her," Arif replied while thrusting his cell phone at the woman.

"Make what?" Asked the woman while frowning her forehead.

"Mbak Rindi look at herself" replied Arif.

Yes, the woman Arif met was Rindi, Seruni's best friend. Arif and Rindi are cousins.

Rindi also played the video that had been opened by Arif, and the netra of Seruni friends was immediately perfectly rounded when seeing the scene in the video.

"Astaghfirullaahal'adziim, what is edits?" Tanya Rindi could not believe it.

"It's real mbak, I recorded it myself," Arif replied while propping up his chin.

Rindi was still watching the video, and listening to the conversation of the two people who were in the video. Rindi frowned when she heard the name of a stranger called by a perverted man who overlapped the wife of his cousin. And Rindi frowned deeply, when she heard a familiar voice in her ears

"Mahmoud? Is he Mahmudi?" Rindi looked at Arif, to find answers.

"Did Rindi know her?" Ask Arif back.

"She's my best friend's husband" replied Rindi, "what is the relationship between Mahmud and all this?" Tanya Rindi who was dominated by high curiosity.

"Is Seruni Rindi's best friend?" Asked Arif, momentarily ignoring Rindi's question.

Rindi nodded quickly, "say om, what is their relationship with this all?" Ask Rindi impatiently.

"Well, Rindi's mom is not fun. Have a beautiful friend, why not be known to me anyway?" Arif protests, instead of his answering questions from his older cousin.

"Don't digress you om, what people are asking? What did he even answer?" Rindi protested back, "lagian, when you first came to this city Seruni was married," continued Rindi.

"Oh yeah, one more. Do not mess with Seruni if you do not want to be fired from your office, because your boss until now still loves Seruni," explained Rindi, to make Arif very surprised.

"Huh, Mr Doni? Isn't he gay?" Ask Arif while frowning.

"Hus, make you! Where'd the rumor come from?" Ask Rindi.

"The office people who say mbak, because Mr. Doni's attitude is always cold as the beautiful women who pursue him," Arif replied by tapping his fingers on the chair.

"Seruni and Doni were dating for a long time, but because they did not approve of Doni's parents, they broke up. Seruni can move on and eventually marry Mahmudi, while Doni until now has not been able to move on from his first love," explained Rindi.

Arif nodded, "pantes aja pak Doni not interested in the girls in the office who like to tease her, because their beauty imitation. Different from Seruni, who is beautiful inside out," said Arif with a smile.

'Hey om, even smile yourself!" Rindi exclaimed, "you haven't answered before, Seruni and Mahmudi's relationship with your wife's affair what?" Urge Rindi.

And Arif then told me all about it, starting from when he was on the phone Seruni to work together to find out the affair of the wife, the wife, until then Arif learned another fact that his wife is not just cheating with one person.

"What?! I didn't hear wrong, did I? Mahmud cheated on your wife?"

Arif nodded for sure.

"But a million times the eyes of Mahmud!" Rindi's growled emotions, knowing the fact that her best friend is surrounded by her husband.

"Yes, Rindi's right. Stupid fool bin Mahmudi that," said Arif, "and strange yes mbak, like his Seruni would forgive just like that and accept Mahmudi it deh mbak," angled Arif, glancing at her cousin sister.

"Huh, that's right! Nope, no... Seruni can't just forgive Mahmudi, I have to contact other friends to discuss this matter!" Rindi growled who went inside to pick up her cell phone, about to contact her other friends.

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